The Works of Shakespeare: In Eight Volumes : Collated with the Oldest Copies, and Corrected, with Notes, Explanatory, and Critical, Volume 6C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. and R. Tonson, B. Dod, G. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin, T. Longman, S. Crowder and Company, W. Johnson, C. Corbet, T. Lownds, and T. Caslon, 1762 |
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Pagina 10
... noble Lord . Lear . My Lord of Burgundy , We first addrefs tow'rd you , who with this King Have rivall'd for our daughter ; what at leaft Will you require in prefent dower with her , Or ceafe your queft of love ? Bur . Moft royal ...
... noble Lord . Lear . My Lord of Burgundy , We first addrefs tow'rd you , who with this King Have rivall'd for our daughter ; what at leaft Will you require in prefent dower with her , Or ceafe your queft of love ? Bur . Moft royal ...
Pagina 11
... noble Burgundy , When the was dear to us , we held her fo ; But now her price is fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , If aught within that little feeming fubftance , Or all of it with our difpleafure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly ...
... noble Burgundy , When the was dear to us , we held her fo ; But now her price is fall'n : Sir , there fhe ftands , If aught within that little feeming fubftance , Or all of it with our difpleafure piec'd , And nothing more , may fitly ...
Pagina 13
... noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . [ Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . France . Bid farewel to your fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , And , like a fifter , am moft loth to call ...
... noble Burgundy . [ Flourish . [ Exeunt Lear and Burgundy . France . Bid farewel to your fifters . Cor . Ye jewels of our father , with wash'd eyes Cordelia leaves you : I know what you are , And , like a fifter , am moft loth to call ...
Pagina 17
... noble and true - hearted Kent banish'd ! his offence , honefty . " Tis ftrange .. [ Exit . Manet Edmund . Edm . This is the excellent foppery of the world , that , when we are fick in fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) ...
... noble and true - hearted Kent banish'd ! his offence , honefty . " Tis ftrange .. [ Exit . Manet Edmund . Edm . This is the excellent foppery of the world , that , when we are fick in fortune , ( often the furfeits of our own behaviour ) ...
Pagina 33
... noble Duke my mafter , My worthy and arch - patron , comes to - night ; ( 6 ) By his authority I will proclaim it , That he , who finds him , fhall deferve our thanks , Bringing the murd'rous coward to the stake : He that conceals him ...
... noble Duke my mafter , My worthy and arch - patron , comes to - night ; ( 6 ) By his authority I will proclaim it , That he , who finds him , fhall deferve our thanks , Bringing the murd'rous coward to the stake : He that conceals him ...
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Pagina 275 - Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Pagina 89 - tis fittest. Cor. How does my royal lord? How fares your majesty? Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
Pagina 299 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Pagina 279 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Pagina 283 - I go, and it is done: the bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
Pagina 276 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — to beguile the time, Look like the time ; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Pagina 102 - I'd use them so That heaven's vault should crack. — She's gone for ever ! — I know when one is dead, and when one lives ; She's dead as earth.
Pagina 289 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pagina 6 - Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth. I love your majesty According to my bond; nor more nor less.
Pagina 52 - Spit, fire! spout, rain! Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire, are my daughters: I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness; I never gave you kingdom, call'd you children, You owe me no subscription: then let fall Your horrible pleasure; here I stand, your slave, A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man.